Wu Yue was right, from the moment he and Zhang Fan entered the drug world, this person had been monitoring the two of them.

At this time, the man was slowly walking towards Wu Yue and Zhang Fan.

His speed didn't seem to be fast, like the steps of an old man who came out for a walk after eating.

But every step he took, it was as if he had stepped hundreds of meters.

In just three steps, he had already crossed a distance of one kilometer and came to Wu Yue.

At this time, Wu Yue looked at this person carefully.

I saw that this person had white hair and white beard, wrinkles on his face, and deep ravines left by the years on his hands.

His skin looks like the bark of a tree that has lived for thousands of years.

It is conceivable that this person must have lived for a long, long time.

And the aura on his body that was so powerful that Wu Yue couldn't understand it slowly began to converge at this time.

Eventually, it completely converged into his body.

Looking at him at this time, he looks like an ordinary old man who has lived for hundreds or thousands of years.

With a kind smile on his face, he looked at Wu Yue, and then at Zhang Fan, the voice that was so old as if it had spanned tens of thousands of years slowly spit out from his mouth:

"You ...... Is it a disciple of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons? ”

Wu Yue's brows furrowed slightly.

Who is this old monster?

How did he know that I was a disciple of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons?

However, he didn't know that Zhang Fan was a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, which should be regarded as an advantage.

Wu Yue knew that if this old guy really wanted to kill himself, he wouldn't even have a chance to resist.

So without a trace, he took back the special poison from the poison blade.

Zhang Fan's consciousness also slowly sobered up.

Zhang Fan was also slightly surprised when he saw the old man.

How could there be anyone else here?

The old man saw that Zhang Fan had also woken up, nodded with a smile, and then said to Zhang Fan and Wu Yue: "You are disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley and have come here again, then you must have heard the legend of the Martial God Poison World." ”

Wu Yue's brows furrowed slightly.

But he did not speak.

Zhang Fan was a little confused.

Wu Yue only told him that he could become a martial god by entering the poison realm, and did not say what the name of the person who achieved the martial god in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons was.

The old man ignored Wu Yue's hostility and Zhang Fan's confusion, and continued to speak slowly, saying in a voice that seemed to span thousands of years: "The legend of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, not long after the opening of the immortal realm, the Lord of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons has become a martial saint. And he discovered the poison world. Then in the poison world, after going through hardships, he finally became a martial god. Become a peerless powerhouse. ”

Zhang Fan's consciousness was completely awake at this time, and his heart moved slightly: "So...... Are you the poison world? ”

The old man laughed and stroked his beard gently: "As a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, you should call me the ancestor." ”

When Zhang Fan and Wu Yue heard this, they looked at each other and were shocked in their hearts.

This old man turned out to be the first valley master of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons.

You know, the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons has existed for more than 300,000 years.

In this way, hasn't this old man already lived for more than 300,000 years?

That's a bit of an exaggeration, isn't it?

The old man also seemed to understand the shock in Zhang Fan and Wu Yue's hearts, waved his hand, and said, "Actually, it hasn't been as long as you think. The drug world is a special space, and the passage of time here is only one-tenth of the outside world. So I'm actually in my 30,000s now. ”

Zhang Fan and Wu Yue glanced at each other again.

More than 30,000 years old, that's not short.

You must know that in the immortal realm, those seventh-level martial saints have only lived for more than seven hundred years.

"Are you really a martial god?"

Zhang Fan asked.

With a kind smile on his face, the old man shook his head: "No, although I have gone through more than 30,000 years, in fact, I have not achieved a martial god, I can only say that I am a tenth-level peak martial saint, and I am still a little short of a martial god." ”

Wu Yue then asked, "Then why did you leave the legend of your achievement as a martial god?" ”

The old man sighed and said, "This matter is a long story. You must know that the total amount of energy in the fairy world is limited, and although energy can be regenerated, the speed of regeneration is extremely slow. And the lifespan of human beings makes it impossible for human beings to support the regeneration of the energy needed to achieve the Martial God. Each cultivator absorbs a little more, and the other cultivators absorb a little less. And the energy required to achieve the Martial God is unimaginably huge, and the energy of the immortal realm simply can't support that much. So there has never been a real martial god in the fairy world. ”

"Later, I discovered the Poison Realm, and its time passing speed was only one-tenth of that of the Immortal Realm. This allows me to sustain more than 300,000 years. Such a long time is enough for the energy of the immortal world to regenerate many times. It's just a pity that after entering the poison world, you can't leave frequently, otherwise the body will age a lot. So for more than 30,000 years, that is, more than 300,000 years in the outside world, I can only stay in the drug world. ”

When Zhang Fan and Wu Yue heard this, they didn't speak, and quietly listened to the words of the poisonous world.

Poison Tianxia continued: "However, if you stay in the Poison Realm all the time, you can't absorb the energy of the Immortal Realm, and you still can't achieve the Martial God." Later, I thought of a way and sent a message to the Immortal Realm, saying that as long as two disciples reached the Martial Saint, they could come to the Poison Realm. After growing into a tenth-level martial saint here, you can become a martial god by devouring each other.

"So in the following years, the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons continuously sent in more than 30,000 Martial Saints. Each of them has a large amount of energy stored in their bodies from the immortal realm. ”

Zhang Fan and Wu Yue are both smart people, and when they heard this, they instantly understood.

"So, those martial saints have been devoured by you?"

Poison Tianxia nodded and said, "They are not martial saints, they are just containers, or tools to help me transport energy." ”

He said it so lightly that it was like saying it was commonplace.

But behind this is a terrifying fact: in the past 30,000 years, he has devoured more than 30,000 Martial Saints. Moreover, these martial saints are all disciples of their Ten Thousand Poison Valley. This poisonous world has told a big lie and deceived the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley for more than 300,000 years.

In the past 300,000 years, there have been more than 30,000 Poison Valley Martial Saints who have come to the Poison Realm one after another.

In fact, they all sent him energy.

Poison the world, it's really worthy of his name.

Poison Tianxia continued: "Achieving a martial god is not as simple as devouring one or two tenth-level martial saints. I have devoured thirty-three thousand three hundred and thirty-one tenth-level martial saints. Now that the last two are missing, you can achieve a true martial god and an immortal body. So I, the Ancestor, would like to thank you two for sending me the energy. ”